Me, 3 years ago, had I heard Trump was being impeached:
Me today:
Me, 3 years ago, had I heard Trump was being impeached:
Me today:
Kid: “My dad doesn’t even want to vote. He thinks his vote doesn’t matter.”
Me: “Really? I think every vote matters!”
Kid: “If he votes he’s going to vote for Jill Stein.”
Oh, so he’s CHOOSING to not matter.
Got it.
I can’t wait to vote so that I can take and post a photo of myself showing everyone that I voted.
Kid: “Do you like my Bernie Sanders costume?!”
Me: “Oh my goodness I love love LOVE it! And you know what my favorite part about it is? That it is NOT Donald Trump!”
“Thanks a lot.” — Kid’s brother, who I did not see standing there, dressed as Trump.
The NYC Naked Cowboy dancing underneath the Trump Tower sign while this reporter desperately tries to give a serious analysis of last night’s debate is the perfect visual representation of this presidential election.
Is it possible that everyone thinks he’s saying he’s going to build a huge MALL?
Because I get it– that would be exciting!
And he’s asking me for a favor! ME!
And he wants to introduce me to his good friend Katie!
I can’t wait to write him back on the personal email account he used!
He must know about me from the blog.
I watched this and then I moved to China because Canada wasn’t far enough.